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Another mouse-kill for Maddy. :(
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Got home to find Maddy had racked-up another mouse kill.
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Got home to find that Maddy had caught the baby mouse that had been driving her crazy the past few days.
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Maddy caught herself a kitchen mouse for dinner! Sorry lil buddy.
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Then cleaned up all the lizards that Maddy had murdered. This one was really pretty and had a strawberry-looking dewlap! (Had to look this word up - knew there had to be a specific word for it: "dewlap: a fold of loose skin hanging from the neck or throat of an animal, especially that present in many cattle."
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I managed to get this fucker off....but upon closer examination, it turned out I had a few more I couldn't reach....
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Woke up to the sounds of a commotion in the kitchen and went in to find this guy.
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The floor was littered with bodies and blood before I'd even finished breakfast.
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Why do you like killing things and nibbling them into pieces so much, dachshund?
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I let Maddy out onto the back porch so she could get to work on her daily quota of lizard murder.
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Walking the dead back to the cementerio after the party is over. See you next year!
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Lizard Murder is her favorite thing to do in Florida. It's like chasing squirrels except it ends in sweet sweet death instead of just frustration.
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I am a kinetic learning. Each time I do a tarot reading and pull a card I'm unfamiliar with, I write down its meaning in my journal and usual even draw a picture of the card. Getting to know you, death.
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XIII. "Observe constantly that all things take place by change, and accustom thyself to consider that the nature of the universe loves nothing so much as to change things which are and to make new things like them. For everything that exists is in a manner the seed of that which will be.” - Marcus Aurelius
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Nobody loves killing vermin like wiener dogs.
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Heard some commotion in the evening and walked into my office to see that Maddy had caught and killed a mouse. So proud!
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Oh, shit is he looking at us? Let's GTFO of here, Maddy!
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And your little dog too!
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Not used to see hardcore predation on a Monday afternoon! Look at his bloody beak! He was tearing off pieces...
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...and gobbling them down like the steely-eyed raptor he is.
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Later that evening, while walking Maddy in Tompkins Square Park, I watched one of the resident hawks swoop down and nab an unlucky squirrel.
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Yes, but will it blend?
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...she found these gruesome remains of a squirrel who'd recently been nabbed by one of the local golden-tailed hawks! Gnarly!
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I was in the home office up late editing photos and I heard Maddy all kinds of strange honking noises. I figured she was throwing one of her toys around like she sometimes does. I came out fifteen minutes later to get some water and found her happily wagging her tail and chewing on an unfamiliar toy, which, upon further examination, turned out to be a mouse that had foolishly dared to run through a Maddy-patrolled hallway. She was so proud of her catch.
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Baby pigeon, no! Spring time in NYC mean baby pigeons falling out of their nests onto the sidewalks all the time.
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...a possum that looked like Barbara Maitland's afterlife face in Beetlejuice. haha.
christmas in florida
December 22, 2011
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...Florida wildlife! Two huge vultures feasting on...
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...I stumbled upon a body!
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Baby pigeon, no! (He's like a tiny Thanksgiving turkey!)
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"Weil deine macht zu schwach die wurmer zu vertreiben."
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(Your might will be brought low and dispersed by worms)
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Oh, pigeon.
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I'm sorry.
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Sad and beautiful.
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Walking through Stuytown later in the afternoon I came across a a dead baby squirrel (with a fly already on its mouth) that must've fallen out of the trees above.
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I have no idea why I was up at 7:12am on a Sunday - but that's what the time-stamp on this photo says. Anyway, here's a sad, sad photo of a dead dove. Awww.
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On Sunday afternoon I was walking to brunch and came across this dead rat. At the time I just thought it was interesting, but since then Meredith and I have gotten pet rats so this pic sorta makes me sad. Awwww. (He's holding out his little dead paws just like our live rats do when they want a treat).
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Then a few blocks later, I came across something even stranger: this tiny, bright yellow dead bird. (Which some Googling later I've managed to identify as a Lesser Goldfinch.) I wonder if it was an escaped pet or something...